It's Feelings
Iain Harvie, Justin Currie
All the raindrops in the air
Come make a river through my hair
Come down and drown me,
I don’t care
Cos it’s feelings
That cut you
It’s feelings,
I can’t bear
But it’s feelings
That put you there
All the sickness, all the bruises
All the shit that no one chooses
Bring it on in its disguises
I’ll take the knockouts with the prizes
Cos it’s feelings
That cut you
It’s feelings,
I can’t bear
But it’s feelings
That put you there
Trying to make some sense
Of why you can’t see straight
As the world goes past
Like a pantomime behind the glass
Holding a dead man’s hand
As his watch ticks like the rain
Cos it’s feelings
That cut you
It’s feelings,
I can’t bear
But it’s feelings
That put you there